Blood alone doesn't bind a family. That is pretty obvious from
Vigdis's stories of that particular branch of her family.
I have no idea of who my father is, and I only use the word father for lack of anything better. Sperm donor maybe. He gave me half my DNA, but so what? If he hadn't, somebody else would have, and how would I know the difference between what actually was and what might have been? Maybe I look somewhat like him. Maybe not. But I am not who I am today because of anything he or his ancestors and their DNA did.
This message was edited 7/30/2012, 3:32 PM